Traveled the hour and a half by train to find out that Anna(who handles all citizenship documents) is on vacation until the 6th of June.  D'Oh!  Alas isn't this how it is suppose to go when dealing with Italy?  Oh well, I am not going to fret about it.  I know I will be ok. 

From the news of 'no information from the Consulate', other demons that were bottling up inside me decided to surprise me a visit.  Yes, I broke down on the way home on the train.  I was thinking to myself: Katie why are you crying?  I don't need to have any citizenship to go to Italy for the summer.  I don't need to be blubbering about this. 

I had a good cry with my life coach expressing to her all my sudden doubts on my choices thus far.  A good deal of it is financial issues, but I won't bore you with the details of that. 

I realized from talking with her is that I am for some reason, wondering why I am not following my tribe.  Tribe being: the people who have the 40-hour work week, husband, house in the suburbs, kids....the path that makes me cringe with uncomfortable energy thriving through each word.  I am in my OWN tribe following the road less traveled and the path which is filled with flowers, grass that grazes my foot, overall a comfortable, soothing feel.  The energy is powerful and persevering.  I want that feeling back. 

In other news, I practiced more BF(Bodyflow) with my fellow flowers, Anne Marie and Darlene, this evening.  I teach at 5:15 am tomorrow morning.  YIPPEEE!!!  Oh dear it is 9:30 now, I must hit the hay. 

a presto amici